Kicking past the dealers on the edge of town
Saw a lot of pretty pickups, not a ute to be found
Twin-cam Jap fours, a bloke'd be nuts
Give me a six or an eight, a four wheel mate
The dents and the dust and the grasshopper guts
She's got holes in her muffler and a gear-box clunk
I cursed her and called her a piece of old junk
When the work's been done, at the end of the day
She's my ute, I'll keep it that way
She's my ute and she's here to stay
You can see them blow-ins in their four by fours
Jumpin' up and down 'bout a scratch on the door
But I've got a yarn for every dent
A big red roo, pig or two
A hole in the roof that Col shot through
She's got holes in her muffler and a gear-box clunk
I cursed her and called her a piece of old junk
When the work's been done, at the end of the day
She's my ute, I'll keep it that way
She's my ute and she's here to stay
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Well, I had a girl, but she laid down the law
She said you can't keep that dirty old ute anymore
There comes a point when a man's gotta choose
Well, I told her straight, "I'll stick with my mate"
She's been gone a year, but the ute's still here
She's got holes in her muffler and a gear-box clunk
I cursed her and called her a piece of old junk
When the work's been done, at the end of the day
She's got holes in her muffler and a gear-box clunk
I cursed her and called her a piece of old junk
When the work's been done, at the end of the day
She's my ute, I'll keep it that way
She's my ute and she's here to stay
(Ooh, she's my ute, yeah)
(Ooh, she's my ute, yeah)